Lyrics:
the blue and did a poo
And the poo falls on your face plant
Over the handlebars
Which hurt the boy by the poo
I want to eat bananas in the Bahamas
Wearing
We don't need no fairy dust and we still fly like Peter Pan
Leap of faith out your window we can go to Neverland
Lil boys all alone on the isle
like me me me
I never ask for much
But when I did its cheap
And when a nigga ask for favors
Then it come for free
Ever since I was lah boy
Made sure my
kickback
Ring trap out the bando no giff gaff
Young boy ain't tryna take a break no KitKat
Interview room he ain't doing no chitchat
Ever had jakes tryna
Working on my way up, on my way out, pops told me if they walk away then let’em stay out, bout to phase out, what the shade bout, ain’t no money in
lessons from the piper's son
Learn to play while the world is young
Boys and girls come out to play
The moon doth shine as bright as day
Leave your
strollers in the mall
Leave that bitch a widow and him with no jaw
Then I fall back till next fall
If I see an Opp out I won't even get involved
I'll just go
stumble, I've watched you fall
I know that I've got nothing, you know we've got it all
Rain comes down and the trucks rollin' by
Does that old parka
seas
I'm pimpin' this gat
Watch me hidy flice these hoes
Leave em short changed
Take they fame and roll
Wacth em all fall to tha flo'
It's a t-k-o
stab your back with their golden knife
Up on high, the horses run
Down they fall, one by one
A cloud of dreams just out of reach
The mountain was too
And I hit that fucker in the face
I love the video I know you saw it and everyday yeah everyday
I'm gonna pump this out
Never saw it like this before
Do
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed
Smokin weed, Drinkin liquor by da keg
I was born an O.G. if yaint heard about me
I put four
that big on dancing in fact boy I can't dance at all
And I don't go out drinking with my friends in fact I've never been drunk in my life
I was married
beats
If you ain't rooting for me you a hater trynna compete
It get hot Miami, pistols blamming, waving the heat
You can't fuck wit dat boy bando they say
Where I came from
Uh Aye
This where I came from
Uh Uh
This where I came from
Only way out
Rap hustlin or playing ball
Say since a baby boy
I had
of these long weeks
Summer 2009 "Army All By Myself" with Jay Rock and Nipsey was on repeat
Mac used to take my Supreme out for all his videos as a kid,
around
Just some slight when you been around
Mom got work can't sit around
Still got things imma figure out, yeah
Just stick by through the highs and lows
stroll on thru the halls
where desire hangs like candy on the painted walls
Cause I only fall in love with boys on canvas
I forget my loneliness, this
to him, nozzle with a Sig to him
Hurried out his crib, before that took everything
Powder to pocket change, even the lint
Left the boy laying with his
A boy by the monkey bars
A girl by the reservoir
They cry alone
Thinking no one gives a damn
Praying for a helping hand
She's skimming stones
Like
bars right up to the test
By then you might see if you up next
I been thinking bout this all the time
If the shit don't fall through
And I'm running out
Cube, tell me this
Why half of the homies gettin' worked ***
Then they fall in love and get hurt by ***
Nine months later, cuzz got mirked ***
See I'm
you can die by the gun
Boy, you stupid, this shit ain't for fun
Selling crack, gotta carry a gun
swear to God, I'm a motherfucking menace
In her mouth
with thee
Ay
Bright white motherfucker coming straight up from the underground
If that boy get to steppin my blade jump out leave em on the ground
Tha
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